Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

That night, as Meng Changqing was leaning against the window eating a cake, he recalled the truth he had told himself long ago: if you rely on the mountain, the mountain will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away.

You can't be afraid of the officialdom you will have to face after Lord Wei is no longer caring for you just because of his special care for you in the past two years.

You still have to rely on yourself for everything. Isn't that how she survived in the capital?

She was like a climber on a steep cliff, grabbing every available foothold. Now the pine tree she was holding on to could no longer support her, but she, Meng Changqing, still wanted to climb up. There was no need to be afraid, as there were plenty of footholds above for her to gain foothold on.

On the afternoon of August 25th, Meng Changqing changed into clean clothes and took a group of people to Liangzhou Prefecture.

A banquet will be held in the government office tonight to bid farewell to Wei Fangyun.

Three famous chefs from Liangzhou City were invited for this dinner.

When Meng Changqing dismounted, the familiar yamen runner at the door came forward to greet him, "Master Meng, my master is waiting for you in the flower hall."

"Have Master Hua and the others arrived?"

"The adults have arrived." The yamen runner took the reins from Meng Changqing, bowed and said with a smile: "Please come in."

Meng Changqing did not rush to act, but confirmed that there was no problem with the gift box in Bafang's hand before leading people into the government office.

The closer you get to the flower hall, the more clearly you can hear the conversation of the adults.

Meng Changqing adjusted her facial expression in advance, and as soon as she reached the door, she smiled and apologized, "My Lords." She bowed and saluted, "My Lord, I am late, please forgive me."

Wei Fangyun waved at her, "It's not too late, come in."

As soon as Meng Changqing entered the room, he handed over the gift he had prepared, saying that it was a specialty of Beishan County and that the prefect could take it back to the south as a souvenir.

"Sure enough, Lord Meng is very thoughtful. The gifts he sent are considerate and appropriate." Mao Chunfang said jokingly, "Unlike me, I can't find anything special in the whole county, so I can only send some common things to the general."

The smiles on the faces of the other county magistrates froze for a moment. In order to prevent Mao Chunfang from saying anything unpleasant again, Hua Rujin resumed the previous topic and said to Meng Changqing: "Your Beishan County is the farthest from here, so it's normal for you to come late." Thinking of Mao Chunfang's strange words, he continued: "You should also blame Lord Mao. Your two counties are close to each other, and he didn't even ask you to come with him when he came."

"Oh, you are wronging me by saying that." Mao Chunfang's expression of grievance was exaggerated. "Lord Meng and the general have always had a good relationship. I thought Lord Meng must have come a long time ago."

Meng Changqing laughed and continued, "Indeed, I should have come earlier. After all, both I and Beishan County are where we are today thanks to the care of the prefect. Prefect." Meng Changqing was facing Wei Fangyun, "I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you, and wish you success in eradicating the pirates and continued promotion."

Zeng Jing and Luo Mao immediately echoed Meng Changqing's words.

Wei Fangyun put down the teacup slowly and said, "Thank you for your kindness. It's almost time. Let's eat."

The attendant immediately called out the dishes.

While sitting down, Meng Changqing turned to Ding Aixue and said, "Master."

Ding Aixue nodded at her and said, "Just sit next to me."

Meng Changqing leaned close to Ding Aixue's ear and whispered, "Why is Mao Chunfang crazy?"

Ding Aixue also replied in a low voice, "I heard that he is going to take over as prefect."

"What?" Meng Changqing asked hurriedly, "Where did this news come from?"

Maybe because the voice was a little loud, Cao Hongxing next to him also came over and asked, "What are you two talking about?"

"Idle talk." Meng Changqing smiled at him and sat up straight.

Cao Hongxing had obviously caught the key words and glanced at Mao Chunfang, "Are you talking about him?" (End of this chapter)